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Please break my bones (not my heart.) by sirso
Fandoms: Gachiakuta (Manga), Gachiakuta (Anime)
13 May 2026
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He clocked him, Zanka fully rocked his shit and he’s bleeding, a lot. - so why the FUCK is he smiling!? Zanka is gravely unsettled and perturbed right now. But that feeling is soon outweighed by his spite.
So he winds his fist once more, belting it straight back down onto the same place as the first time. He can feel the way a vein bulged on his forehead, just as he could feel the rush of strangled breath dance warmly over his balled up knuckles as they made contact for the second time.
Yet the guy was still smirking sharply through bloodied teeth, despite the way his legs wobbled.OR
Janka college au where Zanka is burnt out and hanging on by a thread when Jabber fucking Wonger explodes into his life, getting under his skin from the very first second they meet at a party.. one Zanka begrudgingly attended too. Somehow, Jabber wedges himself into Zanka’s already overcrowded head, annoyingly impossible to ignore. Zanka feels the overwhelming urge to either beat the shit out of him or pick up his charcoals and draw for the first time in months. Honestly, he’s leaning toward both.
Can Zanka and Jabber balance each other out, or are they doomed to keep butting heads?
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13 Jul 2026
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And they were roommates..
Zanka ends up watching this mysterious man online, only for him to soon realize it wasn’t just some guy online he was stalking.
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Jabber Wonger never fit into the Ground University’s polished world of legacy students and people who put on a strict front. Though he never had to try too hard on school either. His genius was effortless and natural in contrast to his outlandish demeanor, which stuck out like a sore thumb.
Zanka Nijiku’s had been born in the suffocating life that is defined entirely by the expectations he can never quite reach. The discipline that protected and lead his older siblings into reaching the Nijiku family's standards had betrayed him, because they had the genius that Zanka lacked. He'd grown to obsess over looking effortless to others as he'd work twice as hard in the background. Hard work grants bountiful rewards, that's how it should be.
Jabber's vivid magenta eyes could notice too much, reach too deep, and linger long enough for unease to settle. And when that natural genius becomes fixated on Zanka, singularly on him and only him, the line between reason and possession becomes thin. The obsession spirals and tangles into both their contrasting lives, tying the two together.
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19 Dec 2025
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Zanka sat down on the table, his team cheering him on. The guy took the seat on the opposite side. He wore the hood of his purple hoddie and a mask so Zanka couldn’t catch a glimpse of his opponent‘s face. But as soon as the guy put his arm on the table, waiting for Zanka to start the competition, Zanka realized who was sitting in front of him.
or: Zanka takes part in an arm wrestling competition and his opponent might be a crazy raider
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- Part 2 of Jabber‘s to-do list
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15 Dec 2025
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„What could possibly be so important for ya to come to me at…,“ Zanka checked the time. „…3am?“
„A fight, of course, my dear Zan-Zan.“
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or : Jabber breaks into Zanka‘s room at night to “fight“
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- Part 1 of Jabber‘s to-do list
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15 Dec 2025